This is a song about "Cousin fucking"

Of what yal think i'm about, if my cousin was never thrown in prison

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

My cousin dont get me hard,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

He was my cousin and he was there for me

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

And daddy's in the cadillac

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Im an improbable human conundrum, in my past life slim shady was my cousin

To me she's everything, to her i'm her cousin

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one